I had a cat, a tough little geezer found him on a dump, inside an old freezer, he was cold and hungry and as wet as a puddle and the least I could do was give him a cuddle. I stretched in to save him from harm and the little bugger, he bit my arm! I knew he was frightened so I forgave him this sin, but then his claws sank into my skin. I called him a name which he couldn't keep as his claws sank, ever deep, and hissing and spitting, he stood his ground so I had to concede, this very first round. I closed the lid on the old...